a message from Gillian MacBeth-Louthan
Monday, 13 July, 2015
The energy of July has us all pulled apart like a southern pork sandwich/ displaced and shredded. Emotions run high as families gather and all the old dialogue emerges long enough to push buttons for another 3 months. We hold within us slice of the ‘DNA PI’ that gets served up especially on holidays. Parts of ourselves we stuff in a closet until we are forced to being them out. Parts of ourselves we do not seem to have a lot of control over and we react basically like Pavlov’s dogs, ‘one ringy dingy’ and we are off on an emotional tangent.
Everything we have worked so diligently to stuff floats to the surface like a vessel lost in the Bermuda triangle surfacing after 50 years. Most days we feel we are in the Bermuda triangle ourselves, when all of our loved ones are in different emotional time zones. Emotions surface violently as we literally purge ourselves of unsaid words and feelings. We all still carry soul wounds that have never really healed. When we have sacred alignments such as holidays, family reunions, deaths and births, ancestral DNA gathers together to shift, often deleting harmful family genetic traits in a sometime hurtful way.
The very light and life of the 3-Stars in Sirius bring us to a point of receiving ancient truths that we each sent to ourselves in a time past, waiting for this exact configuration of stellar proportion to geometrically align with the human need for recalibration. As the rays of Sirius bring us to a deeper heart connection, we each reach for a higher ring of truth as we see with clear eyes exactly who we are.
Dimensional rifts in time begin to make themselves known as space and time corrects herself for all to see. All energies live on even if we have personally discarded them. Nuances of emotional debris float to the surface like a downed buoy. The feeling of tilting in a Ripley themed fissure has your inner ear and tummy turning summersaults. Every part of the human biology can feel the shifts to come as every cell wall quivers. The animals, the trees, the land, sense it as well. Like an earthquake that opens a primordial portal, all that one can do is watch, as the hologram shifts.
All the summer alignments (both inny and outy) give us an opportunity to walk through time and see potential outcomes in future choices. Like a mage that transverses time we see what may or may not transpire according to the path we stand upon. What choice this second will save our butts just a little down the line? Our Sirius selves (serious) from time beyond our remembering sends us light codes that infuse and inspire us to stay on the path of light and keep believing in the impossible.